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We were lucky in hitting the saddle, but we could see a little to the south the sharp, steep neck of the steed sweeping up toward the sky with an erect mane of balsam fir. These mountains are steed-like in other respects: any timid and vacillating course with them is sure to get you into trouble.
We were lucky in hitting the saddle, but we could see a little to the south the sharp, steep neck of the steed sweeping up toward the sky with an erect mane of balsam fir. These mountains are steed-like in other respects: any timid and vacillating course with them is sure to get you into trouble.